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Angry
I saw the way they looked at her,
I heard the things they said.
My blood boiled, my heart raced,
I wanted to scream and shout and rage.
But I knew that wouldn’t help,
So I took a deep breath and held it in.
I walked over to my daughter,
I put my arm around her and said,
“Don’t listen to them, honey.
They’re just mean.
They don’t know what they’re talking about.
You’re beautiful, inside and out.”
When you yell at me, I feel small
I shrink inside, I want to crawl
Your words are like a whip, they lash
I can’t defend myself, I’m dazed
You think you’re always right, you see
You think you know what’s best for me
But I have my own thoughts, my own feelings
I have my own mind, I’m not your puppet
So please, stop yelling at me
It’s not fair, it’s not kind
I’m a person too, with feelings
I deserve to be heard, not ignored
I know you think you’re doing what’s best
But your way is not the only way
Let’s talk, let’s listen to each other
Let’s find a way to compromise
Because I don’t want to live in fear
Of your anger, of your wrath
I want to be able to speak my mind
Without being afraid of being shouted down
So please, stop yelling at me
Let’s talk, let’s listen, let’s try
To find a way to communicate
That doesn’t leave me feeling small.
The time I put in was meaningless. Talking to them, listening to them, letting them cry to me. Listening to them cry, complain as any friend would do. Do you change who you are? Not be a good friend to others? No, of course not. Those who chose to replace a friend like me, Lose in the end. Those who chose to replace a friend like me, Lose the person who will do anything for them. Lose the one who would stand up for you. Lose the person who checks on you. Lost the person who cares about you. Their loss and another person’s gain.
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This is a collection of poems, thoughts, short stories, and art. I hope you enjoy them.
Many of my poems might be dark and depressing, but writing is how I cope with things life throws at us. When I’m frustrated, hurt, and sad, I write. It helps me cope with my feelings though not every poem will fit this description most of them will.
I write on a slew of subjects; motherhood, family, miscarriage, children, raising children and many more. Sometimes moms get into a competition of who’s the better mother or who has the best kids, whose job is hard, and that mindset helps no one. I promise to be as real as I can, hoping the things that have challenged me can help someone else.
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The darkness pours over my soul As endless waves rush in. The rising of the tide pulls me in further. Pulling my heart and filling it with dread. I found myself caught in the tide, while my body struggles to be free. The darkness shrouds my existence, and soon I am gasping for air. The dark waters pull me down, filling my lungs with regret and despair. I reach out trying to break the surface, but the darkness is always there. Pulling me back, pulling me down to the depths, I plummet. The pressure keeps me down, night after night, day after day, I can’t see the light; the darkness is all I know.
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Throw My Feeling in the Trash! Do my feelings not matter to you? Do you think you can do what you want? Screw me, because I don’t matter! Throw my feelings in the trash and stomp all over them! Did you even think to talk to me? Did you think I wouldn’t care? Did you even think of me? I know you didn’t think of me! I know no one does! It’s better to not expect anything from anyone! They always disappoint! I expect too much from people and I am the one who gets hurt. Did you even think to talk to me? Did you think I wouldn’t care? Did you even think of me? Throw my feelings in the trash and stomp all over them!
Look in the mirror  And see why no one is talking to you.  Look in the mirror   And see you are all alone.  Look in the mirror  And see the villain you are.  There you are waiting for the fallout.  Sitting at home waiting for the drama to commence.  Asking if people are crying, hurting or talking about you?  Again, and again the same old story,  But no one cares.  Look in the mirror  And see why no one is talking to you.  Look in the mirror   And see you are all alone.  Look in the mirror  And see the villain you are.  No one cares because you've done it so many times.  I wish you well,  But the pain you have caused others  Is too much to bear.  You push us away,  but want us to wallow in self-pity.  Pushing us aside,  So many times, I don't care!  Look in the mirror  And see why no one is talking to you.  Look in the mirror   And see you are all alone.  Look in the mirror  And see the villain you are.  I don't care what you think anymore!  We are not friends, never were.  You made people cry and question themselves!  That is not what friendship is about.  Sitting at home wondering where we are and who we are talking to!  But guess what?  We’re not talking about you.  You did it so many times,   That is, don't phase us anymore.  What I used to cry over;   The tears have all dried up.  Look in the mirror  And see why no one is talking to you.  Look in the mirror   And see you are all alone.  Look in the mirror  And see the villain you are.  No more compassion,  For someone like you.  You want to be gone from our lives,  Then be gone for those are your choices not ours.  You are a coward, and you don't care what you do to others.  No one needs a friend like that in their life.  Look in the mirror  And see why no one is talking to you.  Look in the mirror   And see you are all alone.  Look in the mirror  And see the villain you are.  You did this to yourself,  No one did this to you.  Be the one with no friends.  For this is the last time,  I waste a breath on you.  Look in the mirror  And see why no one is talking to you.  Look in the mirror   And see you are all alone.  Look in the mirror  And see the villain you are. Â